Wen Chuanting's flying body swirled in the air, and the light mask formed by the red lotus on his chest stubbornly resisted the endless sound waves, rippling in circles, excreting the sound wave power, driving the entire light mask to shake and constantly disintegrate the sound waves.

With some protection, Wen Chuanting was not hurt too much, but he suffered from the monkey behind him who was doing the cushion on his back, and Dugu who was unsuspecting and squatting on the monkey's shoulder.

The monkey was asked to fly out sideways, and Dugu tried to flap his wings with a pendulum to keep himself from falling.

In this gap, a tarantula appeared frantically on both sides, in front, there were five cyan tarantulas, no spider dared to attack its edge, as long as it dared to block in front of the cyan tarantula, they were all destroyed by sound waves, and their heads were torn apart.

With the movement of five fingers, small sword qi like a noodle fish drilled out from the tips of the fingers, rolling the air, instantly forming a small storm of sword qi, wrapped in a powerful air current, and the trees were arranged on both sides, blocking the swarming tarantulas.

Fortunately, the speed of the three huge sword qi storms behind him was not slow, and when Wen Chuan was able to stop his body, he was already standing behind him, forming an insurmountable storm wall.

Surrounded by three missing one, the sword qi storm firmly defended the attack of the tarantula, and only in front of it, facing the Spider King was vacant.

The sound of 'click' and 'click' was endless, and the five cyan tarantulas approached with pulsating steps in unison. Wen Chuanting worked hard to regulate the concussed qi and blood and soothe the depression in his chest.

Three zhang, a sword thunder, fast as lightning. Within the distance of the tarantula stepping into three zhang, the long sword in Wen Chuanting's hand slashed a bright light, leaving an afterimage of the Dao, and the three swords of thunder, meteor, and afterimage were combined into a sword, and with a sharp and unparalleled momentum, it killed the tarantula.

The sword qi storm seems to be powerful, its most practical and powerful use is to highlight a sleepy, the air pressure of the storm and the sword qi hidden in it are used as auxiliary means to injure the enemy, and the sharpness of the attack is far less than the killing sword technique evolved by the three swords in one.

The only drawback is the melee approach, which requires hand-to-hand combat, which is more suitable for single combat, and is not as obscene as the sword qi storm when facing many enemies.

In a word, the sword qi storm is suitable for melee, and the sharp word sword trick is suitable for one-on-one fighting.

I can't say which one is good and which one is bad, what swordsmanship is used in what situation, improvisation is the main thing, the sword is dead or alive, and it is used randomly, even if it is an ordinary direct stab, it can kill a strong enemy.

Wen Chuanting stabbed straight with a move, with an indomitable momentum, the true qi rolled on the soles of his feet, constantly increasing his speed, and bringing powerful penetrating power to the sharp sword.

The tarantula seemed to be frightened, as if it did not react to the rapid and peerless sword, and the long sword of the ruler was swallowed, passing through its open mouth, and piercing out between the two small eyes on the back of its head.

The whirring wind sounded from both sides, and eight long legs that flashed sharp and cold light rushed in, sneering and piercing on Wen Chuanting's body, the tiny barbs were like sawtooth pulling on the light mask outside the body, the ripples bloomed, the light mask shook, and there was a faint danger of shattering.

Asked Chuanting to take a sampling and cross-cutting, the sword light flashed rapidly, and in an instant, it was at the same point on a tarantula, and there was a faint sound of bone cracking in the sound of metal collision.

Hurt its ten fingers, it is better to cut off one of its fingers to ask Chuanting or understand, kill one unexpectedly, there are four cyan tarantulas exist, look at the floating demonic energy on its body, each of them has no less than his cultivation, if it is a pose, polite, face-to-face fighting, in the face of a chance of winning is still five or five accounts, not to mention facing five at the same time!

Ask Chuanting to be polite, tarantulas don't speak politely, maybe at the moment of bowing, five tarantulas will attack with sharp claws, rather than this, it is better to sneak attack first, kill one to reduce the danger of being besieged.

At this time, Wen Chuanting ignored the crazy attacks of the other three tarantulas, and killed the same one with every sword, implementing the strategy of chasing and fighting, even if he was injured, he had to kill it.

Fortunately, the precarious mask looked like it was about to shatter, but it persevered with each attack. The ripples became more and more violent, spreading around the area where the attack was being held, spreading the strength of the attack throughout the body.

"Resonance?frequency?" Feeling the vibration of the mask, bearing the squeeze between the chest and abdomen, the long sword swung out again already had a certain tremor, this is the perception he got from the shock of the mask, any object slightly tremors, emitting a certain frequency, as long as you find a law and follow a certain convergence point, you can limit the frequency of the reference object, reach the pole of bearing, and the reference object will inevitably be damaged.

In addition, you can also use the change of frequency to make the attack more sharp.

This is the understanding of Wen Chuanting, and it is also the strategy he is implementing to deal with it.

The long sword trembled, shaking the sky, and the air flow did not form resistance, but instead fueled the power of the sword qi, constantly hitting the same position at the same frequency, and in the click of bones, the long sword suddenly entered, piercing the tarantula to the ground.

Giving up the defense, chasing after a fierce fight, and when a tarantula was penetrated, the light mask shook for a while, and I saw Wen Chuanting suddenly open his mouth, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his open mouth, passing through the light mask without hindrance, spilling on the ground, and turning into a little plum blossom.

Asked Chuanting took three steps back, the bones in his body crackled, but it was the last blow, killing the tarantula, the light mask could no longer withstand the crazy attack of the three tarantulas, and there was a short break at that moment, the light mask was not smooth, and the short-term flaw allowed the three tarantulas to grab, attack with six legs, and hit the body together.

Cough!

Squirted out a mouthful of blood again, the pain in his chest was relieved slightly, and he still couldn't breathe freely, "Two lives for one injury, it's not a loss!"

Asked Chuan to himself, his eyes were suddenly sharp, and he swung his sword and pounced on the three tarantulas, he didn't see that the moment the second tarantula guard died, the spider king's sharp eyes swept over with ferocity, stared slightly, and turned to the sword qi storm that guarded many tarantulas outside.

With a roar, a sword was faster than a sword, and it slammed into a tarantula, and the light mask was uncertain, like a broken candle in the wind, and I didn't know when it would be extinguished.

"Click!"

"Ahem!" the sound of broken bones drowned out the miserable laughter of Wen Chuanting, leaving only the sound of coughing up blood, and spraying blood in one mouthful, falling to the ground with a trace of hot air, stained with smooth spider silk.

"There are two more, it's your turn!" asked Chuanting to puff up in his heart, and his eyes calmly looked at the still standing Spider King.

In the face of the death of the guards, the Spider King is like a general of a hundred battles, showing an inexplicable calmness, and an atmosphere that regards life and death as normal.

I don't know if I have experienced too much life and death or if I only have victory and defeat in my heart, and I can't see the distress of the death of my subordinates at all.

The surrounding sword qi storm has dissipated a lot, there is no sword qi supply to replenish, there are infinite tarantulas one after another, it is good to be able to hold on until now, the monkey and Dugu dodge in the center of the largest sword qi storm, and the eyes are worried and ask for a fierce battle, the monkey's hands holding the wooden stick have already burst out, making a sudden jumping sound.